CBS’s sitcom Bad Teacher – Is it worth watching? [Yank It!]

I’m sure for as long as I’ve had this blog I have never written anything that addresses irresponsible television programing, but after getting a Survey from Sony to provide feedback, I watch this atrocious show. First let me say this, if you are into vulgarity and the exploitation of young children then, perhaps, this show is for you. I don’t quite understand who thinks this show was funny enough to be on prime-time television, but I can tell you one thing it is in bad taste and beyond my comprehension.

I’m certain that there will be comments that will come back an attack this review, but so be it. I am not a robot that can be programmed, I have a mind and fully can recognize when I see something disturbing. Who would put a grown, scantily-clothed women, in a grade school with kids, being totally disrespectful to the very pillar of what an educational institution is all about?

How many times was the word “bitch” used in reference to another person? Really? Is this what we have come to as a society? And her search for a rich husband? Hello, perhaps you need to get a real job and take care of your self — and to solicit children to do your bidding on career day?

Is it just me?

Yank it!


The Grammys 2011

There was a time when I used to watch the calender and do my own private countdown until Grammy night, however, it is a routine I abandoned a few years back.  I don’t know, perhaps it might be because I lost interest in award shows all together.  One thing for sure is that I am still a lover of music, so my disinterest in award shows has nothing to do with me disliking music.

I suppose award shows, their  luster and shine,  looked a whole lot glossier and exciting when I looked at them through teenage and young adult eyes, but now that I have aged a couple of decades I find that I cannot sit through two or three hours of a popularity event show.

Back in the day it  seemed to be more about the art as opposed to the number of units an artist can sell, or who knows who in the entertainment world, or who is in heavier rotation on the radio and music television shows.  I will say this though, the 2011 Grammy Awards did have some pretty decent moments.

The opening dedication to The Queen of Soul, Aretha Franklin, did catch my attention because the female singers who took turns singing a number of her classics did extremely well — especially the thicker-looking Christina Aguilera who nailed “Ain’t No Way”.

Equally as classic is the teleconference thank you speech from The Queen of Soul who looked noticeably thinner, but well.  It was a moment befitting a lady who has decades of timeless musical contributions that will live longer than any of us.

Another entertaining moment for me was when Justin Bieber and Will & Jada Smith’s talented off-spring, Jayden,  did their rap/dance performance.  It amazes me how talented those Smith children are.  I guess I liked the idea that they weren’t overtly suggestive when they performed — they were just two youngsters having a great time on stage doing their thing.  There was no mean mugging going on during their routine which is a breath of fresh air.

When the song “Hey Soul Sister”  by the group Train won an award it didn’t surprise me at all since you hear it playing every damn where you go.  It does have a catchy hook to it and it isn’t all that annoying to me, and it was an original composition (at least I think it was — you never can tell these days).

Because I recorded the event on DVR I was able to skip through much of the event, so I will reserve my comments to just the performances I was interested in watching.   I know that might sound bad, but I’m just being honest.   Like I said earlier, award shows really have lost much of their appeal for me.

Now, an award show wouldn’t be complete without a “Superstar” making an appearance and this one didn’t pull any stops.  A fuller figured Barbara Streisand stepped out onto the stage in a long, brown (at least I believe it was brown), dowdy ensemble and sang one of her classics, “Evergreen” for the packed auditorium.  Streisand’s voice was in perfect pitch, as usual, and I’m pretty sure you could hear a pin drop during that performance.  The standing “O” that followed was pretty much the norm for a “Diva” who has been in the business for decades.

Yawn —

Ooops….   I didn’t mean to do that.

Okay, I apologize if I am coming off a bit cynical, I suppose years of being bombarded with award show B. S. has gotten to me a bit.  I mean, I remember the night that Michale Jackson’s “Thriller” took away all of those awards, but he pretty much took the entertainment world by storm with his innovative videos, his unbelievable dance moves, and his unstoppable, undeniable, mass appeal.  That is how you know you’ve hit a nerve with the public — mayhem and damn near idol worship.

I say all of this to say this — I have seen certain artist stroll away with an arm full of trophies who haven’t been in the industry but for a hot minute.  What happened to paying your dues?  What happened to working the “chittlin'” circuit?  What happened to being able to perform live without the assistance of all of the pyrotechnics, auto-tune enhanced vocals, flashing lights, elaborate props (Human and non-human)?

Again, I believe it’s just a matter of taste and how does one criticize art?  As an artist myself I say you really can’t, because the wonderful thing about art is that as long as someone gets it that is really all that matters.  Many of these younger artist are out here doing their thing, and for having the courage to stand up in front of thousands of people as well as live life in the spotlight, my hats off to them and I wish them nothing but continued success.

My final thoughts on the 2011 Grammy Awards — yeah, it had its moments.

RIP, Teena Marie



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Teena Marie (March 5th,1956 – December 26th, 2010)

“Since Day One” a warmth was generated inside of my heart from the “Irons In The Fire” that were yielded from your beautifully written lyrics, so poetic were they and “365” days a year I carried your messages of love and spiritually within my soul, inspired by the gift of voice and melody you so eloquently presented to loyal listeners and lovers of romance.   Your “Square Biz” paid homage to many great writers of the past from “…Shakespeare, Maya Angelou, and Nikki Giovanni just to name a few…”.  You were wild yet peaceful and “I Need Your Lovin” echos in the corridors of my memories decades after I first heard the thumping bass on that intro, and then there was “Young Love” so haunting and deep and “Yes Indeed” I loved the storyline that told of a love that grew old.

“How Could You Resist It” billows from recollection now as I write this tribute to you lovely Lady Tee, and do I love you? “Yes Indeed”, for there is a collection of vinyl, cassettes, and now CD’s that I possess, small yet massive pieces of your musical legacy I am blessed to own and can listen to whenever that mood hits me…

“It Must Be Magic” takes me back to a time in life when I innocently believed in the possibilities of white horses and magic carpet rides, but then I was abruptly awakened when I discovered that “Revolution” is often necessary to bring awareness to wrongs in need of righting politically and economically — that’s what you told your “…bestest friend named Mickey…” that we are really living in a “sickie world”…

“We’ve Got to Stop Meeting Like This” was superb and sultry and two voices blended together and pulled me into that place where forbidden love was expressed with a heart-wrenching soulfulness until I gasped at the climax when you sang in unison to “…seal it with a kiss…”.

Then there was the “Alibi” that offered a glimpse inside of hurt and betrayal when you cried in anguish about the “…White lines on the table and he even drank your wine”, bu then there were the lush ballads and their ode to matters of the heart such as  “Can it Be Love”, “Now That I have You”, “Aladdin’s Lamp”, “Portuguese Love”, “Casanova Brown”, and “If I Were A Bell” — and you rang them all for us, Tee.

“Sunny Skies” were they when I opened up both the doors to my tiny two-bedroom cottage and allowed the gentle cross-breeze to flow through and add to the element of the mood created as I listened to “You Make Love Like Springtime” and “Tune in Tomorrow”.

In the summer of 2010 when I fell in love for the first time I recall “Slow Grind” and “Main Squeeze” — the way you and Lenny sang it together was genuine seductive simplicity at it’s best, and it inspired a whole lot of pillow talk for me during that brief moment in time when “Passion Play” ignited and burned brightly.

“I’m On Fire”, reflective as I reminisce about how you wailed that “Cupid Is A Real Straight Shooter”, and chanted “…coffee, tea, or me, baby, touche ole, my opening night might be a bit passe…” during “Lovergirl” and then there was the timeless classic you sang with Mr Street Songs himself, “Fire & Desire”…

all of these memorable songs and melodies and so many more are captured in time for the tomorrows not promised to all but meant for some.

You called it “Deja Vu”, deeming it as being here before — you were the white gazelle on horseback riding free, searching in the darkness for a peace to be…  and you are finally at peace sweet Lady Tee, and I will never forget you, for you truly “Hit Me Where I Live”.


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Basia at Bimbo’s in San Francisco California: An Author G. D. Grace Concert Review

Anyone who has seen the YouTube links I  post on Facebook knows that my musical taste is vast; from Gospel to R&B, from Jazz to Light Pop, and Rap to Light Rock, if I find a connection with the lyrics, the melody or the message in a song my ears can be stroked and seduced very easily by the recording.  It has been that way for me for as long as I can remember.  Even when I was a young lad, I remember liking  Elton John and KiKi Dee’s “Don’t Go Breaking my Heart”  just as much as any R&B song in circulation on KDIA (a now defunct San Francisco Bay Area Radio Station).

For me, even if the song is being sung in a different language, an emotional performance can still strike a chord in my heart, so when the phenomenal international Latin crooner Luis Miguel sings “Solamente Una Ves”  (Just one time I loved in my Life), the only thing I feel is the sincerity in the tone of his voice and the strong feelings he is presenting.  There are no barriers for me when it comes to a stellar delivery, that’s just how much I love and connect with music.

There have been associates of mine who have poked fun at me, who have asked me if I was tone deaf or crazy, who have even suggested that I do not have any taste in music.  Well, everyone is entitled to their opinion, and though my musical roots are based in Soul and Rhythm and Blues, I can embrace Hall & Oats, George Michael, Kenny Loggins and Madonna just as tightly as I can Mary J. Blige, Tupac, Aretha Franklin, or Luther Vandross’ rich soulful performances.

Tonight I was memorized by a female singer from Poland named Basia, whose dynamic vocal abilities stand in a class all by themselves.  I was introduced to her by a friend of mine who worked for KBLX on an internship back in the late 80’s, and her soulful hit “Time and Tide” was in heavy circulation on VH1’s video line up.  When my friend loaned me her copy of the CD that carried the same title as the name of that song, my cotton socks were knocked off and it took me a minute to locate them, but once I did, I slipped them back on and that CD was in constant rotation in my player.

Well, needless to say, when it was announced that she would be appearing at Berkley’s Greek Theater back then, I made sure that my friend purchased me a ticket to that concert as well.  Now, mind you, I had only gone to R&B concerts such as Confunkshun, Shalamar, Teddy Pendergrass, Natalie Cole etc…   prior, so I had no idea what to expect once my behind was seated on the cement stadium seats of the outdoor amphitheater.

All I can say is that she had me after that first song, and now, some 20 years later I am still a huge fan of her music.  In that she is a naturally gifted performer, the only thing on that stage are the essentials — a horn player, a drummer, a keyboard player, a guitarist, two exceptional background singers and, of course, Basia. Even though she’s a little older, like many of us, there is still no denying those tight, lush, harmonies that filled Bimbo’s night club.  From the spectacular solo spots taken by the musicians and backup vocalist on that stage, to the subtle and sexy hip swivels by her and those lovely, twin, backup singers, everything flowed as smoothly as liquid gold.

The instrumentation was pure artistry in motion, and everyone present in the audience sang and swayed along with every song that was sung; from “Third Time Lucky”, “Crusing for Brusing” and “Yearning”, to “Waters of March” and “Promises”, to “Astrud” , “Miles Away”  and “A New Day for You”, we could not get enough.  For two hours the songs kept coming and when it seemed as though things were  over, she graced us with an encore and the infectious, pulsating chants of  “Half A Minute” which is always a showstopper.

Only a select few million people really know the beauty of Basia, and I am one of them.  Even though mainstream radio seems to snub artist like her, it doesn’t matter, with YouTube and the option to buy the music we want to hear, her relevancy in the entertainment world is just as solid as it was when she first stepped out on her own from Matt Bianco’s sensational band.

If I had one wish right now, it would be to rewind November 19th, 2010, to 9:00pm, so that I can watch this incredible performer all over again at the quaint venue called Bimbo’s located in the China Beach area of San Francisco.

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Basia’s “Time & Tide”



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ABC’s “UGLY BETTY” – author, G. D. Grace reflects

I’ve always been drawn to shows with comedic and dramatic overtones, and I believe it has a lot to do with an absolute need for escapism.  Literary expression and the cinematic experience are artistic vehicles that can transport me to places and situations  outside the realm of normalcy and actuality, and while there I am allowed to let my imagination latch onto the vision of someone’s creative parodies that run parallel to those of real life.

Much of what I find entertaining has a core rich with ulterior motives and sometimes heartwarming messages that often times mock situations surrounding human interaction, and I suppose the over the top sappiness does this tugging thing when it lightly strokes the thin layer of my heart.  I am reminded that somewhere out there are hopeless romantics who see life and love as I do, a vision where candle lit dinners and long walks on the beach, followed by intense and steamy love making sessions are common.

I’m pretty sure you are wondering what the hell this has to do with Ugly Betty; well, the whole idea of a kind, young, awkward looking, fashion challenged, ambitious Hispanic woman entering into the superficial and glamorous, cut-throat world of high fashion is intriguing and inspiring. Betty Suarez, Ugly Betty, was played by the cute and lovable, America Ferrera.

I didn’t become a fan of this colorfully humorous hour-long sitcom until sometime around the middle of it’s second season, but once I did I was hooked on the story line about how this likable underdog locks horns with a variety of snobby characters who pretty much looked their noses down at her, all because of her homely attire, sheep-dog bangs, horn-rimmed glasses, and teeth strapped with silver wire.

Regardless of her questionable fashion sense,  her brilliance and intuitiveness about fashion history, as well as, her keen knowledge of Mode Magazine, the company she manged to land a job at as executive assistance to the co-editor, who is, ironically, the  son of the owner,  made her an unsuspecting force of nature to be reckoned with episode after episode.

This is what captured me instantly; based on ambition and inner confidence, an unquestionable innocence, and honest loyalty, she won the heart and friendship of her playboy boss, Daniel Meade, played by Eric Mabius; as well as, the respect of the bitchy Wilhelmina Slater, played by the lovely and talented Vanessa L. Williams.  Remember her?  She was the first African-American crowned Miss America — which is another underdog story in itself.

The entire concept of the show reminds me of  Forrest Gump, which was the extraordinary story about a simple man with a heart of gold, who may have been seen as mentally slow in the eyes of others, who may have not had the chiseled features of a GQ model, who may have started out life with braces on his limbs so that he could walk, but that inner unstoppable glow yielded a life filled with insurmountable wealth and accomplishments.  That riveting scene where he runs out of those braces, zipping beyond the reach of the bullies who had taunted him since childhood, was extremely spiritual and solid fool for the soul.

Thankfully, I was able to see season one of Ugly Betty and, again, for some it might be a bit fairytale like, how all of this success could happen to someone who doesn’t seem to fit in, but then, that’s exactly what I loved most of all about this series; it doesn’t matter where you come from, it doesn’t matter if the arena you are trying to step into is filled with beautiful ripped & ready bodies and you have a little meat around your waistline, the only thing that matters is that if you believe in yourself, and stay true to yourself, and live ethically and honesty, you can not only achieve what you set out to do, you can also be whomever it is you want to be.

During the final episodes you see this Ugly Betty blossom from an awkwardly dressed fashion disaster into this lovely, vibrant successful editor, poised to embark on a fabulous journey abroad, minus the railroad tracks on her teeth, with a savvy flair for fashion.   I know, it reads just like something unbelievable, but that’s what made me love it so — because of the possibilities.

If you want to be inspired, laugh a little and, perhaps even, cry a little, catch a couple of episodes — they are now in syndication on AT&T U-verse Channel 44 KBCW.

You can also catch episodes at HULU

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“For Colored Girls” – an Author, G. D. Grace Pre-Review

Even though I have yet to see this movie, I have heard a lot of backlash regarding the storyline of it.  I just jumped off of a blog talk radio show where the host and chat room participants were pretty much slamming the entire movie.  I believe that people are entitled to their own opinions, so I’ll add mine.  

Tyler Perry has accomplished what so many writers and filmmakers only dream of accomplishing in a lifetime.   The beginning of his life was littered with emotionally challenging occurrences that would destroy even the strongest person, yet by the Grace of God he managed to pull himself up from homelessness to amass a media empire that is employing a multitude of black actors and actresses.  I’m pretty sure on that same ticket are black caterers, costume designers, make up artists, hair stylists, stunt people, etc… all whom are reaping the benefits of having a studio owned by a black man.

Listening to people tearing him down at the height of his success is sickening to me.  I remember looking at this documentary about Amos & Andy, and how black people back then boycotted and raised so much hell about the show, similar to the way people are raising hell about Tyler’s latest movies, until the show got canned.  Well, as a result, many black people were instantly unemployed, and that is such a travesty.

Artistic expression is a form of freedom of speech, and that is what I love the most about being a writer, I have the ability to create story lines that I want to tell, and hopefully one that some will identify with and gather strength from.  I remember a line from Tyler’s “The Family That Preys” that said something to the effect of, you never know a person’s story unless you have walked in their shoes.  Well, in my opinion, movies like Precious and For Colored Girls are made to pull the cloak off of unspoken events that are chilling, blood curling, and uncomfortable, as a way of getting people to talk about them

There are so many individuals walking around here, bottled up with so much guilt and shame about what they’ve been through, and I believe that cinema courageous enough to address these issues are just as important as the ones that want to paint the perfect picture of love, family, and life.  As a hopeless romantic myself, I would love to sit and watch a string of movies where the characters skip off into the sunset and live happily ever after, but that is unrealistic.  There is a whole lot of drama that begins after the honeymoon period when two people first meet, and I’d rather see a realistic story that details the struggles that accompany being in a relationship.

My thoughts are currently pre-movie, and I will be making my way down to the theater to see this Tyler Perry produced movie.  You know, I remember watching “The Secret Life of Bees” with a friend of mine, and after the movie was done all she had to say was, the book was way better than the movie.  I was like, yeah, it probably had more detail, but damn, how come you only got that out of seeing it?

Perhaps I am biased since I am a writer, and I know that when you put your art out there for the world to see, criticism is an unfortunate part of the whole creative process.  Not everyone is going to like everything that is presented for the big screen, so I suppose you just chalk it up as food for thought and move on, not letting anyone discourage you from doing what it is you love to do.  I remember the title “For Colored Girls Only..Who Have Considered Suicide When the Rainbow Was Enuf” back when I was younger, and since I have never read the book before, I’ll be seeing the story for the first time when I go see the movie.  I may or may not read the book, but if I do, I’ll not compare the two to one another, because I know it is virtually impossible to have everything as it was when it was written in the novel format.

Before I finish, there was a statement made on this blog talk radio show that I was listening to that ticked me off; the person asked the rhetorical question:  Who believes this movie is great, someone addicted to mental dysfunction?  I thought it was an irresponsible statement made by someone who probably has never experienced heartbreaking or spirit battering situations, and I can only say that, perhaps, should that day come, God-forbid, that they’ll remember their statement and have a little bit more compassion for people who have lived through challenging experiences.

In closing, I’d just like to say that this whole Tyler Perry backlash doesn’t surprise me in the least; it’s that crabs in a barrel mentality that we as a people continue to struggle with.  I may not agree with everything someone else does, but if they are trying to inspire someone going through a bad spot in their lives, then who in the hell am I to discredit what they’re doing?

Tyler, my hats off to you my friend, and perhaps one day we will meet, and on that day, I will shake your hand and say, job well done.

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TV ONE’S “Shadowboxer” – Movie review by author, G. D. Grace

Shadowboxer” is a cinematic drama released in 2006, staring Oscar winning actor and actress Cuba Gooding Jr, and Mo’Nique.  Also in the cast are Helen Mirren, Stephen Dorff, and Vanessa Ferlito.  Mo’Nique plays a crack-smoking character named Precious (ironic huh?), the love interest of a neurotic doctor in the film but, unfortunately, her on-screen time is limited, however, Cuba Gooding Jr is one of the main characters in the movie.

The movie opens with Gooding’s character as a child, and his co-star and love interest in the movie, Rose, played by Helen Mirren, rescues him from a belt-beating by his cold-hearted father.  His father was about to discipline him after catching him him standing at the window crying, mourning the loss of his mother who was killed in the beginning scene by his father.

The story flash-forwards and Gooding, now an adult, is entangled romantically to the older woman who saved him from that childhood beating, however, she is now battling cancer.  The nudity throughout this picture was blurred out by the editors, however, because of the simulated on-screen sex scenes TV ONE programmers gave the movie a midnight time slot because of them and the mature theme associated with it.

The plot line centers around Gooding and Mirren’s life as assassins, and on one last hit-for hire together they stumble upon a pregnant woman they were hired to kill, however, as Mirren is pointing the gun at the woman her water breaks.  Instead of following through with offing her, Mirren orders Gooding to get items needed to assist in the delivery of the unborn child.  In an unexpected turn of events, upon delivery, they decide to take the intended target and child along  with them to hide them from the man who paid them to kill her.

At one point in the movie, it is apparent that Mirren’s desire is to have this woman take care of Gooding after she passes on, and in a twisted way it’s heartwarming.  The plot of the movie is pretty strange, but as a writer I respect it for the imaginative creativity that bucks a predictable, safe, storyline.  It may not be an Oscar winning piece of cinema, but it is entertaining drama.

Another surprise appearance in the movie, is singer/actress, Macy Gray.  She also makes cameo appearances in the beginning of this flick.  Her character is the best friend of the pregnant woman, but unfortunately she doesn’t stay alive long enough to connect with her friend again.  Overall, I’d have to say to say that it isn’t the best movie I’ve seen, but with this talented cast of  actors it is pretty entertaining.


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Oprah’s Interview with Katherine Jackson an Author G. D. Grace review

A mother’s love transcends time and space.  Her maternal instincts are extraordinary and divine in nature, so regardless of a child’s behavior the only one that truly understands, wholly, that child, would be the woman who gave him or her life.  My own mother has shared wisdom with me over the years that has always revealed itself at the “right” moment in time and my mental recollection kicks in causing a warmth to infiltrate my heart, because I can remember where I was when she told me.   Regardless of how educated I become, or how much success I attain in this life, I know that I can never surpass or outgrow the love that my mother has for me, her child.

When I finally sat down to view the DVR recording of Oprah Winfrey’s interview with Katherine Jackson, I went in with an open heart and mind, fueled by my personal experiences with my own mother.  Oprah’s interview was conducted at the Jackson complex in Encino, outside beneath the sunny Southern California skies, and Katherine Jackson, dressed in blue never looked more lovely.  Her trademark locks were styled the same as they have been styled over the years, and as always she exuded a kindness and elegance of a mother unfazed by wealth and fame.

Much of the interview was filled with questions about her late son,  the iconic Michael Jackson, and some of them added salt to an open wound that will take time to heal.  Her grief about the loss of her famous son still lingers relentlessly, and there were moments that she apologized for getting emotional, but Oprah would console her by placing her hand on top of hers, assuring her that apologizes were not necessary.

Mrs Jackson stated during the interview that she still sometimes hears Michael’s laughter in her mind, and that there isn’t a day that passes that she doesn’t think about him.  She said that she remembered when he used to dance to the rhythm of an old washing machine that they had back when the family lived in Gary Indiana, and knew during moments such as those that music was part of his soul.

As remarkable as Michael was, she also reflected on those instances when Michael would say to her that he was ugly, and that he didn’t like to look in the mirror at himself.  She then went onto say that she remembered the first time that he had plastic surgery; he didn’t tell her where he was going because he didn’t want her to try and talk him out of getting his first nose job.  As she shared her memories of Michael’s insecurities and his actions to perfect what he saw as imperfections with his appearance, she did so without any judgment.

When Oprah inquired about the alleged beatings that Michael claimed to have endured, his father, Joe, who was also seated at the table beside his wife, skated around the answer, and it was Katherine who responded confirming that there were times when a belt would be taken to discipline the children, but she added that back then it wasn’t uncommon for children to be disciplined in that fashion, which Oprah concurred with. Joe added that it was because of his strict ways that none of their children spent any time incarcerated as a result of getting into trouble.

On another note, both Joe and Katherine confirmed that they were still married and not divorced, to clear up all of the speculations and rumors about their relationship.  It was yet another reminder that people cannot go by what they hear or read in the tabloids, because most of it is all fabricated, and that is what Michael endured for far too much of his life.

Michael’s children Prince, Katherine, and Blanket were also present at the latter part of the interview and they along with some of the other grandchildren were asked questions by Oprah.   One of the more touching moments was when, Katherine, Michael’s daughter answered the question about her most memorable time spent with her famous dad.  She said it was when they would spend their alone time, without her brothers, on the rooftop of the Vegas mansion that they lived in, eating candy and looking at the bright lights of the strip.  Prince said that his was when they would take early morning walks on the beach, and Blanket, well he was a bit camera shy during the interview, but he is the spitting image of his famous dad.

Michael’s memory will never die, because the music he left behind has captured the very essence of who he was as a consummate entertainer in life.  His legacy continues in the form of his beautiful children and his talented nieces and nephews who made it known that they all want careers associated with the entertainment world and, with the same blood as Michael’s running through their veins, you know that greatness is within them.

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VH1’s “Fantasia for Real” – an Author, G. D. Grace review

In an age where booty-popping, pants sagging off the ass, and half-naked women in videos reign supreme, it is always refreshing to see music artists who rely more on their natural singing abilities as opposed to thin-vocals enhanced by studio gadgets.  On last Friday’s “Mizz Richburg” show, Ric Evans, a seasoned show business veteran said that if he had the opportunity to work with any of the new artist out on the music scene his choices would be two talented “sistas” who graced the stages of American Idol.  One would be the Academy Award Winning Jennifer Hudson, and the next would be the energetically charged, Fantasia Barrino.

Fame, it seems, brings an enormous amount of wealth and notoriety,  but with all of that glamor and spotlight living, pressures associated with life in the public eye can be a frightening and stressful experience.  Every aspect of your existence is fair game to the blood-thirsty press, whose aim is getting the dirt before it even has a chance to settle onto the ground.  Most of what they print is enhanced by sensationalism and rumors, and if you are a target on their radar, your victories, tragedies, and romantic situations are the paint for their public canvass.

Fantasia’s story seemed to be a fairy tale unfolding right before our eyes, as we saw her rise from obscurity to fame in a talent competition on Fox’s American Idol.  Her riveting performances week after week touched our emotions and all of us held our breath as should stood side by side with her opponent on that season finale, dressed in all black looking eloquently polished and confident as any seasoned veteran in the entertainment business.

When her name was called, as winner, on that night, the confetti rained down and showered the celebrated winner of the competition, and you just knew that, America, had finally gotten it right.  Her emotional response was sincere and embraced by her adoring public, however, that moment in time would be marred by personal challenges that would affect even the strongest individual.

The highs of an entertainer are magical, but the lows can be debilitating.  Her financial struggles, her family stresses, and her romantic hardships were splattered across newspapers and television screens across the world, told with little regard for her feelings.  I remember switching to a channel and seeing Nancy Grace, asking the question, why Fantasia needed to steal another woman’s husband, and my heart went out to her.  It always amazes me how certain high profiled news media individuals can take a story and run with it, assuming that they know what has truly transpired, but as an entertainer, it seems you are fair game for whatever story it is that they decide to exploit about you.

Currently, there is a weekly reality show about “Fantasia” that I have been watching without fail.  I believe that it is being tastefully done, and it allows us a real inside view as told by her and not someone else.  I have heard so many negative things about this talented young lady, from people, and I often wonder how anyone could have such disdain for someone that they have never met.  To me, she appears to be a humble person, who loves her family, friends, and fans with all of her heart, and rather than hopping on the bandwagon with many by tearing her down and speculating about what only she knows, I’d rather hop on the one that says, keep on climbing my lovely “sista”; you are an inspiration to  so many, and may you find strength from your mistakes, and courage to rise above the naysayers and player-haters.

I’m glad that your suicide attempt was unsuccessful, Fantasia, and let that dark period of your life be a catalyst for you to rebuild and prosper from. Congratulations on the success of your latest CD, “Back To Me”.  You’ve really got something special, and I’m so proud of you and your accomplishments.  God bless you.


Author, G. D. Grace


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TV ONE’S “UNSUNG”: Finale “The O’Jays” an Author, G. D. Grace review

Without any doubt, television programming had taken a turn in the wrong direction for me for a while.  Between all of the reality shows, and the lack of quality shows about people of color, I had somewhat shunned television all together, utilizing the DVR to scan and create my own line-up of shows to watch when I did decide to finally sit down and watch the “idiot-box” as my father used to call it.

Most of the shows I recorded were reruns of old shows that, to me, showed people of color in a positive light such as “The Cosby Show”, “Different World”, “Living Single”, “Good Times”, “The Jefferson’s” “Martin”, and a variety of African American movies from the 70’s or 80’s and early 90’s.  I suppose that’s what I love most about TV ONE, because I have the opportunity to look at shows that depict “us” period.  Main stream programming seems to only cater to a non-people of color audience, and, I do not consider myself to be a prejudice person — but let’s face it, America is a melting pot, and I really began wondering why the African American experience always seemed to be omitted or short-lived.

I thought that there was a silver lining when shows on the WB such as “Girlfriend’s” and “The Game” began to show, and hoped that it was a sign of change, but when they were suddenly canceled at the height of their popularity, I had had enough.  Then, to add insult to injury, even MTV”s LOGO channel, a GLBT programming station, canceled a highly rated show entitled “Noah’s Arc” that told the story about four African American Gay male friends.

Yes, the lack of programming that told our story left me disgusted and so I had all but given up until I ran across TV ONE.  Once I checked out the array of entertainment available on that station I thought I had died and gone to television heaven.  Even the commercials had us in them.  Now, BET used to be a regularly watched station by me, however, after Donnie Simpson left, and Free and A. J. departed, I found that that the music and programming had changed, catering to a younger audience.  Also, it seemed as if “Baby Boy” was on regular rotation on that channel, and then there was the heavy rotation of movies that seemed to cater to the darker side of the African-American existence.  Now, don’t get me wrong, BET had certain shows that still captured my attention, but for the most part, my interest in it’s programming had waned.

Thankfully, it seems as if BET is returning to it’s roots, which is a good thing, because recently there have been a number of positive shows that I can identify as an older black man, and I”m am happy to see the change; now, in the meantime, TV ONE has truly stolen my heart.  It’s UNSUNG series premiered a couple of years ago, and the in depth stories about R&B artists has captivated and satisfied my hunger for interesting and inspiring programming.

As a true lover of music, I was allowed to have a behind the scenes look at artist I have admired for as long as I can remember; from Teddy Pendergrass, Heatwave, Angela Winbush to Teena Marie, Shalamar, Micki Howard, Minnie Ripperton, Klymaxx, and Donny Hathaway (Just to name a few)  — and the list is growing longer and longer with every passing season.  Everything I ever wanted to know about their humble beginnings, to the pivotal points in their careers, to the slide of their careers is answered in a well written and entertaining documentary styled format– as told from the mouths of those entertainers and the friends of those entertainers still living,

As with prior episodes, tonight’s finale about the exciting, resilient, and mighty O’Jays touched my heart, my soul, and caused tears of joy and sadness to stream down my cheeks.  I now know that “Love Train” was their biggest selling record, and it also answered questions about missing members who had been replaced, as well as, told the remarkable story of how Eddie Levert survived the devastating loss of both of his sons, Gerald and Sean eighteen months apart, and the inspiring story of Walter Williams’ amazing strength, as he performed over the years with a debilitating disease called M. S.

I suppose the one thing that really left me with a sense of warmth, is when the newest member of the group, Eric Grant teared up as he spoke about the respect that he has for the two eldest members of the group, and how he learned the true meaning of “Staying Hungry” when approaching a performance. That summed it up for me, because in all honesty, if we as a people see just how brilliant a tapestry we are, then perhaps we can rise again in unity to alter the current course that we are on.  The love and respect of those who have lived through the civil rights movement should be held highly, and a sincere appreciation for all who walked in those shoes should always be at the forefront of future endeavors.

Change is happening though, I see  it in the resurgence of programing such as this.  In order for us to be a mighty collective force  in the future, we must always remember from wince we came.

Thank you TV ONE, for exquisite programming, and for reminding me just how great we really are.

Author, G. D. Grace

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